Good morning, you have to be the thing that saves you
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Good morning, you have to be the thing that saves you
And somewhere
Somewhere the atoms stopped fusing
I'm still your favourite regret
You're still my weapon of choosing
And out there
Stuck in the quantum pattern
Tangled with what I never said
You say it doesn't matter
— Time passing isn’t an apology. (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
a lot of your suffering comes from treating your nature like a problem to manage instead of a design to understand
I miss the version of you that still loved me. The one that noticed the quiet. The version of you that had hoped I was well. Where did that one go? Maybe the absence of my softness was too unbearable. But how could I be soft when there was no where safe for it to land? My grief was consuming me.
There was no love in this ending, I felt your hatred in your words like you had never loved me at all.
If I wrote for you—
Would you catch the pieces of me
That spill throughout the pages?
Art by Illusio Vibe
You don’t love the version of me that’s grown past what you’re capable of catching up to
You used to adore me
People don’t come back simply because they miss you. They come back when things aren’t well and they miss the comfort you brought into their life.
You don’t love me in a way I will ever understand.
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i was meant to love one person with my entire soul.